Disclaimer: Yes the twins are mine, and are doing naughty thing as we speak...
Hikaru&Karou: Hey wickedlady wake up..
Me: in a Groggy voice, what? Nooooooo my sweet twincest dream return to me.
Hikaru&Karou: that's what you get for having a pervy thoughts bout us.
Me: Sigh those teasing devils are not mine.
Warning: twincest, twincest, twincest...but come on do I need to even give a warning? Not spelled or Beta checked- Beware of the horrible spelling and the shifting tenses. Also this update sort sucks sorry!!!
Chapter 9:
The sun's malevolent rays bruising dawn's virgin sky seemed to be a testament of Hikaru's mood. He sat prone, in an oversized, over stuffed, chair in the waiting room just beyond the intensive care unit in one of Kyouya's family's hospitals. Head in trembling hands, eyes closed, a cloud of memories racing through his brain at an unnatural speed until it settled on one moment.
In his memory Hikaru goes back, back to just beyond that first time, to that very night when he had first crossed that line and pressed his own trembling lips to Kaoru's, and then to that awkward moment when Kaoru pushed Hikaru off of him, and ran sobbing to the bathroom. He had been gone for nearly an hour, and Hikaru bathed in silent fear that entire time had just gathered enough courage to go after him, when his brother marched into the room, a fake smile plastered on his face and with even faker indifference climbed back into bed with Hikaru. When his twin, with a shaking hand reached for him, Kaoru's right hand reached out and accepted it, he squeezed it once before allowing it to drop to the side of his body, where without conscious thought Hikaru wrapped his arms around Kaoru's waist pulling the slightly younger boy closer to him. Nuzzling into Hikaru's warmth, Karou's soft voice filled the room, " It never happened." He pauses and licks his dry lips before looking at his brother with a mixture of longing and something else, something so horrid it pierces Hikaru's heart, disgust, yes lingering with that longing is disgust. He stares deep into his twin's eyes, making sure that there was no room for argument. "And it will never happen again."
Hikaru detaches himself from Karou and turns from his brother, as those very words he expected fills his heart with a dull ache that he never thought would fade. He sat like that until he heard Kaoru's soft breathing turn heavy, a direct indication that his twin was in-fact a sleep. Then very carefully as not to disturb his beloved, he turns and looks at the sleeping boy. As he stared down at Karou, the very empathy of perfection, he is overwhelmed, the undeniable urge to reach out and claim Kaoru, to entwine the two twins forever sweeps through him, and without thinking, without focusing on the circumstances Hikaru reaches out with his left hand, and traces the contours of his twin's face. Yet, all too soon just a single touch isn't enough. Hikaru wants so much more, and he's past the point of no return, he's at the brink of insanity as his sanity threatens to run away. And he knows, if he does not separate them, if he does not put some distance between them immediately that the cruel notion of separation would be all to real. Yet, he did not contain the will power to remove himself from Karou's presence, he was not strong enough. So Hikaru did the only thing that he could, the only logical thing that sank into his over hormone charged brain, he silently prayed that Kaoru would forgive him, and then proceeded to push, kick, punch his brother off of the bed, and onto the cold harsh floor. A fact that Karou would not let Hikaru forget the next morning, nor the morning after that, and even after that. But what other choice did Hikaru have, Kaoru had made it all to painfully clear that he wanted no part of that, that turning the 'game' into something real was out of the question. So what choice did Hikaru have? Then to prove his point even more Karou had set him up on that date, and Hikaru's heart had broken a little more that day but what other choice did he have but to actively pursue Hahuri? After all that is what Kaoru wanted wasn't it?
These memories fade, as that familiar dull ache shoots through Hikaru's body instifies, bringing him further away from his memories and more to this cruel reality. The evidence of which haunts him and screams truths he did not want to hear, like the truth of his twin's predicament. That the excitement of Karou's magical return had worn off. This truth was staring at Hikaru, it's greedy mouth opened wide, ready to devour the last traces of hope that where now clinging to the dejected boy. For if Karou was out of the woods, if his brother and secret love was really alright then he wouldn't be here, sitting in a cold, emotionless chair instead of being wrapped in his twin's warm embrace.
Although his friends surrounded him, concern and pain etched on their faces. Although his Mother sat to his left and just behind him, her slender petite hand resting awardly on his shoulder, Hikaru might as well have been his alone. He did not feel their comfort, he felt nothing but the ache eating it's way through that simmering hope. No that wasn't true; a new, yet familiar emotion was churning deep within him. It's red splashes filling him with an unusual calmness. Desperate to feel something, anything but the malicious fear licking it's way through his soul Hikaru jumps to his feet and walks towards the door.
TBC cause I have to go to sleep sorry all. Tell me what you think.